My first nude encounter was when I was younger and very much by accident. I went to a beach with a lengthy coastline on the more apart end.

I didn’t see anyone about and I knew that nudism was born so I totally disrobed and placed entirely exposed in the sun. I saw a topless woman approaching and immediately covered up – being nude outside was entirely natural, being bare in front of others wasn’t. She smiled as she walked by and I simply blushed – I was so prudish about public nudity that even seeing others in a state of undress made me uncomfortable. When she was out of site, I once again uncovered and decided I wanted to go for a swim. I have been an avid swimmer, a life gaurd in fact, so I chose to swim further down the shore and come back. Swimming was quite liberating! I did that and went past most of the busy parts of the shore. After a while the current was too powerful to turn back and I realized I ‘d just one choice, to walk back on the seashore.
I have to say that was clearly one of the very most uncomfortable moments of my life. I walked out of the water, covering my genitals with my hands. As I came to prop up, I found that everyone was naked and looked so natural. I still covered up, but was getting a bit more comfortable with myself. Although I was very athletic and fit, I had always been sensitive about the size of my dick and all my pubic hair but when I saw people of all shapes, sizes and ages I realized that I was good however I was. I let go, literally, and was free. It was quite a walk back. Being nude where everyone was naked was natural but I shortly I had a new challenge. Although nudity was tolerated everyone on the beach, the most famous section was where nearly everyone wore bathing suits- toplessness was common but I saw just one totally nude person.
Aside from that, it was very packed. I had no option but to keep on going and I continued walking bare. Folks looked at me – I was likely the only nude person they’d seen for a while – but I kept on going. It is ackward being nude in front of others when they are not but I learned to cope with it. When I finally reached my clothes, I was a nudist for life.
When I went back to my flat with my friends, male and female, I told them about my experience. I told them too how great it felt and asked if they minded if I went bare in our flat, they did not. Since then I spend as much of my time naked as feasible do not care whose looking.

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